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Hello Blackplanet, my name is Sheila, and I have learned to enjoy roamming the planet!

I'm looking forward to meeting some good down to earth people who really love the Lord. I find that a persons relationship with the Lord is a direct reflection on his/her relationship with others; and if one can't committ himself or herself to the Lord, then they can't committ themselves to anyone else.

I've been told that I cook like someone's grandma, and although I love to cook, I'm no slave to the kitchen. I also enjoy being served.

I believe that unless I'm sick or rushed for time on a busy schedule, I need to cook at home instead of going out to eat or ordering meals in, but I don't want to have to do the dishes by myself.

I enjoy the simple pleasures of life like taking a walk, renting a movie and watching it at home, going to the park, and having an ice-cream cone. I also like to write, laugh, play UNO, and even watch sports; however I prefer actually being at the game.

I like to wear clothes that make me feel good - from shorts to the lounge dress, or from the mini skirt to the evening gown.

I am not rich, flashy or materialistic. I believe a home should be comfortable and lived in.

I learn a lot by listening, and I love getting to know people.

I'm raising two children alone, a daughter(19) and a son (14 - 232 lbs) is 6'5" and very protective of his mother.

I do not smoke or drink, or use profanity or drugs, or go to clubs. I love to cook, shoot pool, bowl, sing, write poetry, and actively participate in my church. I am not trying to get a "hook-up" ; however, I would like to meet more interesting persons whom I may one day call my friends.

If you think you want a friend to talk to ___ HOLLA...






DID HE WRITE


It is stated that a picture paints a thousand words, and I have always found it interesting trying to imagine the things going through artists' minds when creating works of wonder.

Likewise, I wonder what was going through the Creator's mind when He created you, and did He write into your body how I would read you?

When He made your eyes the color of soft light to brighten any cloudy day, did He write into them how I would love to look deep within them with amazement as you give me your undivided attention?

Did He write into your lips that as we conversed, my eyes would be drawn to the details of their luscious curves?

Did He write into your hips that as you walked, my eyes would bounce with the rhythm of your steps?

Did He write into your smile how it would illuminate and bring joy into every situation?

Did he write into your breast how I would take pleasure in running my hands, my tongue and other parts of me to the tip of your peeks and down through the valley?

Did He write into your clitoris how it would welcome every inch of me as I entered you?

I imagine He had to know how I would love, be drawn to, enjoy, take pleasure in, and be welcomed by His greatest masterpiece.


__August 31, 2007

___By: Sheila Fant





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FLOW


The warmth of your inferno creates surface condensation and causes a faint seepage from the swelling pressure of my pumping pipe that allows me to lightly lubricate the passages of your cave opening before I slightly ease my head into your tunnel of love where I am then fully sucked in to various caverns within by the turbulent flow engulfing me that produces an abrupt explosion of my own fluids violently mixing in a bursting rush of overflow that floods your tunnel causing you to squeal in ecstasy until the currents of passion settle. Mum!


__August 31, 2007

___By: Sheila Fant